Posts by PawPrint05

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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow swam about looking for Snare. Where is that busy shark? He gave up the search and slurped up plankton from the seafloor.
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  • be any animal! PRIVATE NOW!

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    Lucy half-limped half-hopped to the oak tree, pretending to search for nuts. She pecked at the stump, waiting for the cat to strike so she could lead him away.
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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow was surprised by the nets closing around him, a turtle and octopi. He turned towards the turtle. He ripped through the net with his tiny, yet durable, teeth and fastened the turtle's head in his mouth, acting as a air helmet. He swam towards the surface where oil had not reached and released his hold. Shallow pushed the turtle towards a sandbar. Then, he saw an octopus covered in oil and sand. Shallow gathered as much water as he could and swam as close to the shore as possible and spat the water on the octopus. (Which is a lot of water considering the size of the whale shark) He was suddenly swept away by the oil. It entering his gills, making him choke and cough.His clogged gills made him feel weasy and unfocused. Another black tide filled his mouth. He tried filtering it, but it was too thick. I'm done for.
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  • The world of sharks!

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    My character is a male.
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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow spat out the oil and sunk deeper into the ocean. He shook out the oil still clogging his gills. He heaved a breath as his gills cleared. He looked up and saw the oil cover the surface. This can't be good.
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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow did as Hattie told, keeping confused sea life in his mouth to protect them. He stuffed as many animals into his mouth as possible, depositing them far away from the oil. He swam as fast as he could, doing several trips back to retrieve fish, octopi, small sharks, and other living organisms. More than four times did he choke on oil that was significantly cascading deeper and deeper.
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  • DISASTER! DISASTER! {info inside. jump in}

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    Drone hid among the grass, preparing to swipe up a nice, plump mouse. In a flash, he bit down on it's head. His body instantly curled around the shaking body. A few seconds later, the mouse went limp. Drone released his grip and, slowly, the mouse disappeared into the snake's mouth.
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  • be any animal! PRIVATE NOW!

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    Growing impatient and worried, Lucy pecked more rapidly. He might be chowing down already. Lucy thought.
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  • The gladiator arena. {animal gladiators. info inside}

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    Name: Tiny
    Age: 6 months
    Gender: Female
    Species: Golden Poison Frog
    Looks:

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    Crush: none
    Personality: Tiny is afraid at almost anything. She hates killing with her toxin, killing over 30 humans and countless animals.
    History: Tiny was captured by humans in a small metal canister while hunting for some centipedes in South America. They shipped her to the arena where she was forced to kill.
    Other: ribbit
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  • The gladiator arena. {animal gladiators. info inside}

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    When do we start?
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  • The gladiator arena. {animal gladiators. info inside}

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    Tiny hopped around nervously around her prison, knowing an upcoming match was going to beginning. She closed her eyes and willed herself not to eat the centipedes and fire ants the humans left, for that would make her toxins worse. She felt perspiration arise on her back as the arena area filed up with people, wildly chanting there bets.
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  • DISASTER! DISASTER! {info inside. jump in}

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    Drone gave a warning hiss to the two cats, although it sounded like a grunt with the mouse in his throat. "You felines stay away from the mice 'round here. They're mine, unless you want to join them," Drone smirked, slithering into the bushes close by.
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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow swam up to Hattie, carefully avoiding the oil. He nudged her away from the spill, swatting the black liquid away with his tail.
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  • Need characters for a story!!!!

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    Starla is a female raccoon dog. (Left) She is 10 human years old and loves to climb. She is furious at lots of things and needs anger management. Climbing is the only thing that calms her, So she climbs a lot. She doesn't work well with others. (But in the end she'll learn how.)
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  • ~YOU THINK YOUR READY TO FACE THE SEA?~ocean life sign up and rp

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    Shallow escorted some more fish away from the spill.
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  • The gladiator arena. {animal gladiators. info inside}

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    OOC: Who should fight who?


    Tiny watched the crowd while she swallowed a bitter beetle that had found its way through the cages bars. She hopped up, startled as a human knocked over her cage. Tiny's head was spinning as the human glared from the screen bars and said, "You better put up a good show or else I'll be having frog legs for dinner." He kicked the cage again, making Tiny toppled head over heels. She was surprisingly unaffected as the two legged creature made his threat, knowing he would die if he ate her. It was a win-win to her.
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  • ~WELCOME TO THE RODENT COLONY~

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    bump
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  • ~~WE MUST FIGHT WITH COURAGE OR DIE WITH COWARDICE~~ post-apocalyptic cat thread

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    Harmony could hear the blood pounding in her ears. Or was it the constant moaning of the zombie cats trying to knock the door down? Either way she had to get the prey over to the safe house. As she shoved the fresh kill into the door way, she emptied out the rotten pile in the dusty building. She shut the tunnel doors and curled up around the fresh pile, trying to remember what she had forgotten. Harmony closed her eyes. Then, her eyes flashed open in fear and shock. Storm!
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  • ~~BIRD SANCTUARY~~info inside jump in.

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    Sept shrugged, mainly to himself and picked up the croaker, flying back to Sapphire.
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  • ~~THE ISLAND~~

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    When do we start? Or should we wait for more people?
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